Liblady's Genealogy Blog

June 28, 2011, 12:13 pm
Filed under: Personal History


Over the past several weeks I have attended several activities that bring back many, many memories.  Some of them are the wonderful times we spent together, some of the difficult times we went through together.

One Last Time

One Last Time

I helped good friends put together a presentation to be shown at the reception held honoring 40 years of ministry and marriage.  I have share 20+ years with this couple.  They have closed one chapter of their life and are moving on to a new one called “Retirement”.  We continue to be in contact even though they have moved many miles away.  Phones and computers allow us to keep in contact.  Looking forward to sharing new memories with them when take an Alaskan Cruise later this summer.

Prepared for the final service

Prepared for the final service

The Cullison United Methodist Church celebrated 125 years of service to the Cullison community.  A celebration was held on Saturday night. This is a community I spent 16 years in, marrying a local boy.  I participated in many activities of the church when I was living there.  The next morning we closed the final chapter as the church celebrated it final service.  A very bittersweet day, to think of the many years of service, and now the members will become members of nearby churches to continue sharing their Christian Love.

Sad Good-bye

Sad Good-bye

Then last night I was able to share in the celebration of my grandson’s 9th birthday by webcam. Even though he is only 9 he is just starting to build his memories of which I hope he will have many in the years to come.  We are also reminded when he was born.  That first month was a real roller coaster, for Matt, Mom, Dad, and  Grandmas.

No one can take these memories away. For each group a chapter has closed, but a new chapter begins. Even when the book closes, the characters will move on to other chapters.


Week 26: Songs
June 28, 2011, 9:52 am
Filed under: 52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History, Personal History

Week 26. Songs. What was the #1 song during the week of your birth? Enter your birth date at This Day in Music ( and find out. If you were born before 1946, you can enter the year of your marriage, the birth dates of your children or some other significant event.

When I went to the suggested sight, there was nothing listed for the year of my birth. I then went to another site dMarie Time Capsule and found songs for the year, and also the prices.  I decided to compare the information for the following years.

1948 the year I was born, 1975 the year I was married, 2000 -the beginning a new century.

Songs of 1948 Songs of 1975 Songs of 2000
Buttons & Bows  Rhinestone Cowboy  Say My Name
Manana  Love Will Keep Us Together  Breathe
Woody Woodpecker  He Don’t Love You  Amazed
I’m Looking Over a 4-Leaf Clover  Fame  I Wanna Know

I am familiar with all of the songs of 1948, a couple of the ones listed for 1975, and only 1 from 2000.

Here are the prices for the  1948, 1975, and 2000

1948 Prices

1975 Prices


Bread:  $0.14/loaf

Bread:  $0.28/loaf

Bread:  $0.93/loaf

Milk: $0.86/gal

Milk: $1.40/gal

Milk: $2.78/gal

Eggs:  $0.67/doz

Eggs:  $1.26/doz

Eggs:  $1.25/doz

Car: $1550

Car: $4950

Car: $20,664

Gas $0.26/gal

Gas $0.57/gal

Gas $1.57/gal

House: $13,500

House: $42,600

House: $206,400

Stamp: $0.03/ea

Stamp: $0.10/ea

Ave Income $3,671/yr

Ave Income $15, 546/yr

Ave Income $65,500/yr

Min. Wage: $0.40/hr

Min. Wage: $2.10/hr

Min. Wage: $5.50/hr

DOW Ave: 177

DOW Ave: 852

This has been a look back in time.

52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History by Amy Coffin is a series of weekly blogging prompts (one for each week of 2011) that invite genealogists and others to record memories and insights about their own lives for future descendants.

New Project: Langston Family Newsletters
June 23, 2011, 8:19 pm
Filed under: Langston, New thoughts

I am scanning 30+ years of newsletters, to make an archieval copy of all this wonderful information.  I have about 1/2 of them completed because my cousin had a number of copies and I had already scanned them.  But I have just received the very first ones.

The organization started in 1978, and set out the first newsletter in 1978.  I can only imagine what it was like to write and copy a newletter 30 years ago. They probably (I hope)  had an electric typewriter, had to send it to a printer to get it copied. I am amazed they were able to get photos included in the newsletter.   As I look at what we can do today, writing for the newsletter has not changed, but the process to get it to print is very different. If they made a mistake, they might have to start a page all over, you couldn’t just highlight and delete.  One regret is that the photos may or may not come out in the scanning. I am sure there is no way of collecting all of the various photos that have been included in the newsletters.  One had an 8×10″ photo.  They did not have a way to reduce the size as we do today. They were originally printed on 8 1/2 x 14 sheets.  Which makes scanning a challenge.

The organization was started as the Samuel Bennett Langston Family Organization.  After further research, it would appear that the Langston family of Izard County, Arkansas were not descendants of Samuel Bennett Langston.  In 1996 the Samuel Bennett Langston Family Organization was changed to The Langston Family & Kinsmen Organization. This information will change some of the relationships that are reported in the early issues of the Newsletter.

As I am looking through and reading all of the names and stories, a wonderful history of the people that are a part of my family is emerging.  My mother’s mother was Ida Langston, and  my father’s mother was also a Langston.  So it gets rather confusing.  Then to top it all off, my father’s sister also married a Langston.

Now if I could find more of my father’s parent’s family, but they came from Germany and I haven’t had much luck in finding German records for them.

So right now I will continue to work on the newletters, so they can be put on CD’s or DVD’s and others can have a complete set of the newsletters from 1978 – 2011. I will also continue to pursue my father’s family, and my husband’s family.


Week 25: Neighbors
June 23, 2011, 7:22 pm
Filed under: 52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History, Voss

Week 25. Neighbors. Who were your childhood neighbors? Have you kept in touch with any of them? Do you feel the concept of “neighbors” has changed since then?



I lived 3 different places as I was growing up.  First was Mankato, Kansas.  We lived just out side of town.  Our house was about ½ mile from the road.  Across the road, were the Walkers, they had 2 daughters, they were 5 or 6 years older than me, and 4/5 years younger than my brother and sister.  I think they baby sat with me a few times, but that is really all I remember about this family.  A mile or so down the road was the Scarrow family.  They had Lloyd, Marjorie and Lynn.  Since Lloyd was a classmate of my brother’s, and they meet almost every year for a class reunion, so there is still some contact with this family.

A couple of years ago, a new teacher came, in when I saw the name, I asked if she knew Lloyd.  It happened that her husband was the son of Lynn.  As he was the basketball coach, Lynn and his wife came down for a ball game, he and I reminisced about people from Mankato and Burr Oak that evening.

Another family lived about 5 miles away, but they were still neighbors and good friends.  It was discovered we were neighbors when our mother’s were in the same hospital (in those days new mothers would stay in hospital 5-7 days).  We visited back and forth; Gail and I played together, and started school together.  Our family friendship continued after we moved to Burr Oak.  They would come over for waffle and sausage suppers.  After high school, Gail entered the Navy.  When I was in college, I took one of my girl friends up to the area for a visit and we stopped in on the Badgers.  It wasn’t long before Gail and Carolyn were seeing each other, when they announced their engagement, some of the parents were upset, because they always thought, he and I would get together.  Gail died in a tragic accident, and his wife remarried. After Gail’s death I lost track of his family.  I am still in contact with his wife as we were good friends in college as well.

Burr Oak

Then in 1955 we moved to Burr Oak, again we were in the country.  We were 1 of 5 families along this road.  North of us, at the top of the hill, there was an older couple (in their 60’s).  My parents would visit them on Saturday nights to play Canasta.  They had a TV so I got to watch TV on those Saturday nights.  Minnie had a parakeet.  One of things I remember is Harry had ulcers, they would have him drink milk to help, but sometimes he would be doubled over because of the pain. (I know the treatment for ulcers has changed a lot since those days).  After Harry passed away Minnie moved to town.  Daddy and I would visit her after we had moved to Manhattan.  My father bought an old clock  (described in another post) from her, and now I have it.  It will always remind me of the nights we visited their house.

Down the hill in the hollow was the Lowell McNichols family.  They had 3 children when we moved there, a couple of years later they had another son.  Another place I would go visit if I wanted to see TV, as we did not have our own set.  This family was members of the Northbranch Friends Church; they would take me along for VBS and other special services at the church. Before we moved, Lowell had moved his house a couple of miles away.

Lowell’s mother and brother lived just down the road and across a small creek.  Helen would let me stay at here house, if they folks were going to be late getting home.  Merl, had Down’s Syndrome, he was a happy go lucky young man, and he loved music.  I always enjoyed visiting and watching her tat, something I have wanted to learn, but never have.  After we left, she and Merle moved to town, and I am not sure when they passed away.

Across the road from Helen was the Arnett family, they had a son Donald, and he was in my class in school.  Mrs. Arnett gave me music lessons one summer.  I would ride my bike down to their house, and then back up the hill.  They were only there a few years, before they moved away.


In 1965 we made another move, this time to Manhattan, Kansas.  We lived just a few blocks from the KSU campus. Our neighbors were the Quinlans, and Mrs. Barr.  Mr. Quinlan was a retired horticulture professor.  Mrs. Barr was in her 80’s when we moved there.  She was getting close to 100 when she died.

Many of the neighbors of my youth were older, and when they passed away there wasn’t any family to keep in touch with.  Our neighbors were not necessarily next-door or around the corner, they might be classmates, or friends met at church or other group meetings.

2 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History by Amy Coffin is a series of weekly blogging prompts (one for each week of 2011) that invite genealogists and others to record memories and insights about their own lives for future descendants.

Week 24: Clothes
June 15, 2011, 7:28 pm
Filed under: 52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History, Personal History

Week 24. Clothes. What types of clothes did you wear as a child? What was “in fashion” and did your style compare?

As I child I was not a tomboy, so I wore dresses most of the time, most were made by my mother or my sister.  Quite a often they would have a Peter Pan collar and puffed sleeves.  When went to college, and then married, I started making my own clothes, again skirts & blouses and dresses.  Around the time I was in 7th grade I joined 4-H, and sewing was one of my projects.  One year I made a pink gingham crop top, and dark blue pleated skirt.  I did not fare well at the style show, because the judge didn’t like the pink and blue combination.  Ah! Well, I survivied.

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Clothes over the Years

During my early teen years, I was aware of the “fashion fads” of the day.  A couple I remember: the Intern blouse, a style from the TV shows “Ben Casey”, and “Dr. Kildare”, (the heart throbs of the day).  The other was the ruffled blouse, it had a ruffle around the neck, the bottom and another one down the front.  As I was not a slim, trim little girl, I knew what that one would never do for me.  I did not buy either of these two items, but I remember many of my classmates did.

During my High School years, girls were allowed to wear jeans on Friday.

In 1970 I became a “working woman”.  I had my first teaching job.  In preparation of that job I sewed all summer, making several outfits, to wear on the job. This was a time when the hemline was above the knee.  I had some short skirts but not the extreme of today.  As one worked in a classroom, you had to be careful, how you stood, or sat, because the hemline was way up there.  It was during the 1970-71 school year, the district allowed women to wear a pantsuit, but it must be a matching pantsuit.  I bought my first pant suit that year.  It was of polyester, dark blue pants and top. The top had a white tailored collar, a pocket with a touch of red fabric peeking out.

My father was open to a lot of new ideas, but I was not sure how he would react to me in a pantsuit. I wore it to fly home for a visit.  So the first time he saw me in it was as I debarked the plane, (on the tarmack, not the nice ramps into the airport of today),his first comment was  “I like it.”  So I did make and purchase other pantsuits over the years.  Eventually my mother started wearing pantsuits.

Over the years I have been aware of what is “in fashion” but didn’t always embrace the styles.  Especially the style of shoes, i.e. platform and 4” heels.  Many years ago, I decided to dress for comfort not fashion.  Sometimes it is hard for me to find items to wear, because what I like is not “in style”.

And as time goes by some of those styles are seen again.

52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History by Amy Coffin is a series of weekly blogging prompts (one for each week of 2011) that invite genealogists and others to record memories and insights about their own lives for future descendants.

New Header
June 11, 2011, 7:26 am
Filed under: Photographs, Study

This is a photograph from the collection of Dedria Ashworth.  I have her permission to use it.

One of the students in my WordPress class was asking about the changing the header.  The instructor gave some simple instructions to prepare the photo for the header.  I took those instructions and was able to choose a section of this photo to make it fit in the header.

1. In Appearance>Theme>Header  : Check the size of the header.

2. Find a photo that is in landscape not portrait. (Unless your header has a picture in landscape.)

3. Then open the Photo in Photoshop.

4.  Use the Change Canvas setting, and put in the dimensions from the head.

5. Experiment until you have the section you want to use.

6. Save the photo as a .jpg (this was originally a .tiff), I saved to my desktop.

7.  Back to Appearance>Theme>Header

8. Browse for the photo Upload, select the new photo, SAVE.

These instructions are for me, if I ever want to change the header again.


Baseball memories
June 5, 2011, 9:08 pm
Filed under: Personal History

This afternoon was spent keeping score for the Jr. American Legion Team in town.  As I watched these young boys play today, I was reminded of the many years that Baseball was an important activity in our life.  My youngest son could not wait until he could had finished kindergarten, and he could play T-Ball.  This was for a very small town’s rec team.

Ryan had a strong arm from a very young age.  He was 6 years younger than his brother.  We would go watch the practice and games.  One afternoon as Ryan (he was about 5) and I sat watching the practice, a ball was hit over the backstop, Ryan quickly retrieved the ball, climbed up several levels of the bleachers and threw the ball over the backstop.  The ball almost went to 2nd basebase.  The coach turned around and asked ” Who threw that ball?”  He was amazed.  It had gone further than many of the balls the boys on the field were throwing.

So it was no surprise that the summer after kindergarten, he wanted to sign up for T-Ball.  This was the beginning of an wonderful and exhausting journey for the next 16 years.  He played T-Ball, coach pitched, was chosen to play on a traveling team, they played Hap DuMont, Babe Ruth and High School Baseball, American Legion Ball and for Brown Mackie College for 2 years.  He finally got the opportunity to travel with a team that traveled overseas to Holland, then was invited to help out, and spent 6 months in Holland, playing ball and seeing the sites.

Another run

Scored another one

As I watched the game, I was reminded of so many memories of those days.  I need to sit down, and get started writing down those memories,and adding pictures to what I have.  I have pictures, and clippings for some of the later years.  But not matter where life takes him, he will always have the memories of a lots of travel and experiences.

This is just one of the many projects I want to work on.

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